Ruah Bull - Spiritual Director

 Let the vision of the vastness you are leave you in glorious ruins. Pilgrims will come to imagine the grand temple that once stood, not realizing the wreck  made this empty plain holy ground.

There is no place for place! How can a place house the maker of all space, or the vast sky exclose the maker of heaven? He told me: "I am a homeless treasure. The world was made to give you a place to stand and see me." Tell me, if the one you seek is placeless, why put your shoes on? The real road is found by polishing, polishing the mirror of your heart.